Overcoming Sandstorms

Below is the poem entitled Overcoming Sandstorms which was written by poet
Pace
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Overcoming Sandstorms

O~n occasion, the mind accretes to, "the hurt," when facing
V~icissitudes; blinded by, "the better nature," causing to
E~fface the focus from the Architect while simultaneously
R~aising questions why. Impatience encourages the
C~ollaboration of misery to consult with those of the same mind.
O~nly then to find temporary pleasure due to humanly clocks power.
M~entally drained by dint of attacks upon attacks; seemingly to be
I~nsufferable and impregnable. Though the Architect,
N~ever vanishes and will never vanish from the scene. So,
G~ive and release all apprehension with entire trust.
S~torms will arise from daybreak to nightfall. It must be remembered the
A~rchitect of whom in total control oversees misery so
N~ever question the authority. Become courageous and
D~etermined that, "This Too Shall Pass." Be conscious of
S~trength, wisdom and knowledge evolving afterwards.
T~oday, focus on the size of the Architect and Not
O~n what the mind can't do. Always
R~emain prayerful and faith filled.
M~ust never ignore the Architect of whom created life's puzzle
S~hifting all elements of sand in place from day to day.
(To those who will receive)
Architect-God
Vicissitudes- Ups and Downs
Insufferable-Unbearable
Impregnable-Unconquerable
Dint-Force
Efface-Wipe Away
Pace, INK-U-SCRIPT
Contest Title: Build Your Own Sand
9/16/2013

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This is a very interesting write. The architect as you say is the creator of all
tings. I have been all kind of storms. Many years ago I lived in Malta Idaho. That must have been the capital of the Sand storms, we had them everyday. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla

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Tis was a great poem that I enjoyed reading very much. When I was in my
teens, we lived in a place where we had Sand Storms everyday. They were pretty bad, but as you say - God is the Architect. thanks for sharing this and good luck in the contest..... Lucilla